In the blink of an eye, it was already noon the next day.

Although, with half a night and a morning buffer time, Yun Jiuqing was still a little nervous.

I want her to come back so quickly......

It's not an easy task.

Last night.

After Yun Jiuqing encountered the strange thing, he didn't even dare to take a breath. I'm afraid that something else will suddenly come out and take her life in the blink of an eye.

Plus...... After the day came, I drove for half a day.

She was tired.

Straight yawn.

But the sense of crisis in her heart made her have to force her spirits and forcibly let her will enter a vigilant and tense state.

Suddenly.

Yun Jiuqing heard someone talking.

It was Monk Zhikong who was speaking.

I just heard him say, "Amitabha...... Daoist Fan, Master Yunshi, there seems to be a village ahead."

Village?

Yun Jiuqing was stunned.

She lifted her head and stood on tiptoe, trying to look into the distance. But no matter how she looked, there was only Fan Wu's burly back in front of her.

Yun Jiuqing was secretly stunned in his heart, Fan Dao Chang was tall.

Then he trotted to the side of the road, stepped on a rock, and tried to tiptoe to look.

And then.

She saw the village that the monk Zhikong was talking about.

"What a small village." Yun Jiuqing muttered, and then suddenly felt that something was wrong, she came back to her senses suddenly, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "It's not right! Wrong...... Wrong!

She immediately shouted, "I followed this official road all the way to Yinghe Mansion some time ago, how come I have no impression of this village?!"

Fan Wu glanced back at her, "Before you went to Yinghe Mansion, you hadn't seen this village?"

Yun Jiuqing nodded heavily: "Absolutely haven't seen it!"

Monk Zhikong's expression also became solemn: "Amitabha...... The little monk originally went to Yinghefu City from another way. If Master Yun is not mistaken, then it is indeed strange!"

"Could it be that there is something tricking again?" Monk Zhikong's brows tightened, and he continued in a deep voice, "Could it be that what kind of witch immortal is it?"

"Shhh Is she again?!" Yun Jiuqing's people were numb: "How can it be so ghostly?!"

Thinking of those black-robed evil ways during the day yesterday.

and the horrors of last night.

Even though the sun is high in the sky, it's the height of summer...... But Yun Jiuqing didn't feel half a sense of heat, but felt cold.

Shivering!

"It's not a witch." Fan Wu's voice suddenly sounded, he led the old green cow, and walked towards the "village" in front of him by himself, and said in a calm tone, "At least not now."

"And it's not a village, it's more like a makeshift gathering place."

He paused, then continued, "Still, it smells of the dead."

"Ahead, someone may have died."

Not a village?

There are dead people?

After listening to Fan Wu's words, Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong looked at each other for a moment.

Because the distance was so far away, no matter how hard they squinted and tried to look, they could only see a faint human population in the distance, so Monk Zhikong would guess that there was a village ahead. ….

As a result, Fan Daochang concluded that it was not a village, but a temporary gathering place for a group of people.

But how did Fan Daochang see it?

Can you see it from such a distance?

And how did Fan Daochang sniff out...... Where does that place smell of the dead?

The two of them looked confused!

Very confused.

It can't be because Fan Daochang's eyesight and sense of smell are far beyond the level of ordinary people, right? this

How many times do you have to surpass ordinary people to be able to do this?

One question after another popped up in their minds, leaving the two of them in endless confusion.

Unfortunately, there is no one to answer these questions for them.

They didn't dare to ask Fan Wu either.

Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong could only follow behind Fan Wu.

No way.

Who made them now, inexplicably provoke a trick called "Wu Xian"? With the strength of the two of them, if they didn't follow behind Fan Daochang...... I don't know how it might have died!

After roughly walking the time of one stick of incense and half a stick of incense, with an extremely apprehensive mood, Yun Jiuqing finally saw the picture in front of him clearly.

Connection.

She was stunned.

Fan Dao was not wrong, there was not a village in front of him, but a temporary gathering place...... Moreover, it is also a gathering place for a group of ragged, yellow-skinned people.

Rao is Yun Jiuqing has lived for eighteen years, and he has never seen anyone who can lose weight like that.

The people in front of me one after another interpreted the three words "skin and bones" vividly.

In the gathering place ahead, there are roughly dozens of people.

Those people used some branches, thatch, and dead leaves to erect a small shed that I didn't know if it could shelter from the wind and rain.

There were one person lying in the shed.

Before Yun Jiuqing was completely close to that place, he could smell a smell of, pee and fart...... The smell was quite nastic, but fortunately she was not particularly sensitive to the smell.

After all, the weird things I encountered last night, the rancid smell that made people sick to their stomachs......

It's even more nasal than this smell of, pee, and fart.

And even more disgusting!

She......

Get used to it!

Yun Jiuqing also found that among the group of people who were very yellow-faced and thin-skinned, there were a few young children. Their mother was breastfeeding them, but the woman was so thin...... Will there really be milk?

There are also some men who should be considered young and strong, who are surrounding a cauldron, and the flames are burning under the pot, and there should be all kinds of wild vegetables stewed in the cauldron, because Yun Jiuqing did not smell the slightest smell of meat.

"It's ...... What's going on? I...... I've never seen any of these people when I've passed through here!" Yun Jiuqing's tone of voice was quite shocked.

"Amitabha Buddha......" Monk Zhikong said sadly, "This may be the people who fled from somewhere."

"Fleeing?" Yun Jiuqing was stunned: "I don't seem to have heard of the famine in Nanjun recently! It doesn't seem like there's any flooding, right?"

Monk Zhikong shook his head: "It's not just natural disasters that cause chaos in the world, and people choose to flee from their hometowns."

He sighed and continued, "There are also man-made disasters...... It can also lead to this kind of thing. Although the little monk has not been away from Hanling Temple for a long time, he has seen a lot of such things because of his travels." ….

"Natural disasters are terrible, but man-made disasters are even more vicious. Natural disasters may also be classified as bad luck. Man-made disasters mean that someone is harming others."

Yun Jiuqing's eyes widened: "Who dares to cause so many people to leave their hometowns? Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the imperial court? Aren't they afraid of the damnation of heaven?"

Monk Zhikong shook his head and said helplessly, "The little monk has never been able to figure out why someone would do such evil. Maybe there are too many people like this, and there are too many things like this......

"There will be so many resentful spirits and evil ghosts in this world, and there will be so many terrible things."

"Amitabha."

The combination of Fan Wu and one cow is quite eye-catching, after all, their combination is too strange...... One is a bald monk with a nine-ring broadsword on his back, the other is a "Gongzi brother" who looks like a rich family when he is dressed up, and a burly, tall and imposing Taoist priest.

Well.

And a cow.

The appearance and proximity of the three of them made a group of fleeing people in front of them show vigilant looks.

Some men with yellow muscles and thin muscles, take it immediately

Take up arms.

And some women holding babies quickly hugged the children tightly and hid behind.

However, the so-called weapons in their hands ......

In fact, it is a long bamboo stick with a sharpened end.

Of course, a sharpened bamboo stick is also very powerful if it is used against ordinary people.

After all, it can be used as a spear.

You can stab someone to death without a gun.

It's a pity that what they are meeting now are two cultivators, plus Fan Wu, a layman with a few points.

The "weapon" in their hands looked in the eyes of Fan Wu, Yun Jiuqing, and Zhikong Monk.

No threat!

"You ...... Who are you?" Among the yellow-skinned crowd, a man who looked a little strong raised a bamboo stick and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Of course, this person's "strongness" is only relative to other people with yellow faces and thin muscles.

In Yun Jiuqing's eyes.

This guy.

Thinner than her!

However, such a man, in this group, turned out to be the strongest one.

Fantastic!

"We have no ill will!" Yun Jiuqing hurriedly said, "We just happened to be passing by here. And have you not found that the place where you are is not far from the official road?"

She straightened her face and continued, "We are here from the capital city of Yinghe Mansion, and we are going to rush to the county capital of Nanjun."

After speaking.

She asked curiously, "Who are you, and why are you so dragged your family and your family so upside down?"

Each of them looked wary.

did not answer Yun Jiuqing's question.

Then.

Fan Wu suddenly walked forward, his height gave these people a terrifying sense of oppression, and his burly body was even more oppressive like a mountain in the eyes of these people.

The "strong" man at the head saw Fan Wu approaching, and cold sweat had already overflowed from his forehead.

The hands holding the bamboo sticks were shaking.

My legs are a little weak, too!

Although he is just an ordinary person, he can also feel the momentum on Fan Wu's body clearly! ….

This moment.

The man felt that the burly Taoist priest who was walking towards him was not like a normal person, but more like a murderous devil who killed people without blinking!

Fan Wu slowly reached out and pinched the tip of the bamboo stick, and he didn't use much strength to lift it gently.

Under the horrified gaze on the man's face.

He lifted the man up with one hand!

The man's feet are a foot off the ground!

Fan Wu opened his mouth and said, "This kind of thing, which is not even tickling, is useless to the poor Dao. If you think I'm wicked, then I'm wicked. If you don't think I'm wicked, then I'm not wicked."

"I think you should be kind and relaxed. It doesn't have to be so tight, it doesn't have to be so vigilant. If the poor way wants to take people's lives, you, you, you, and you......"

Fan Wu grinned and uttered a terrifying word, "I won't be standing here so unharmed."

Smack!

The man who was lifted by Fan Wu with one hand holding a bamboo stick, I don't know if his arm strength was not strong enough to continue to support his weight, or he was frightened by what Fan Wu said.

As soon as he let go of his hand, his whole ass fell to the ground.

Fortunately, it is relatively soft land, otherwise it would be like his skinny appearance...... This fall is very likely to make him half-paralyzed.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

His let go as if he had touched a domino, and the rest of the men with nervous faces and bamboo sticks in their hands.

They also let go.

Yun Jiuqing, who was behind, took this scene into his eyes and was dumbfounded! She felt ...... Fan Daochang did this, isn't it?

A little too crude? How can it be so threatening?

But Yun Jiuqing had to admit that Fan Daochang was very efficient in doing this.

It's not.

These yellow-skinned ordinary people don't dare to raise their "weapons" anymore.

"Ah, this ......."

Yun Jiuqing scratched her head, she felt that Fan Daochang did not do it right, but she felt that what Fan Daochang did was very useful.

Damn, itchy! Oops, you don't have to have a brain, right?

"Tell me, where did you come from? What happened to you to get to this situation, right?" Fan Wu is not a nosy person, unless he finds that he has free attribute points in his idle affairs.

He took the initiative to ask now, also because he smelled the smell of free attribute points from these people!

If it weren't for Fan Wu's extraordinarily sensitive sense of smell, he might not have noticed...... There is a strange aura on these yellow-faced and thin-skinned people.

This breath is very faint......

Not a ghost.

It's a trick!

This means that these people have had contact with monsters or ghosts for at least half a month!

Fan Wu asked a few words just now, asking the man who fell to the ground.

As soon as the man bared his teeth in pain and raised his head, he was shocked to see that Fan Wu was looking at him, and he shivered all over his body, only to feel that he was extremely small in front of Fan Wu.

The man swallowed his spit.

Although Fan Wu didn't have half a point of killing, the man still felt that if he didn't answer...... The end is likely to be particularly miserable! The burly Taoist priest in front of him really looks too much like a murderous maniac! ….

His lips trembled, and he said, "I...... Those of us fled all the way from Dong'an Mansion to Yinghe Mansion. We...... We didn't expect to meet you on the way, and we didn't mean to offend you."

"What if...... If you think we're too much of an eyesore, we can get out of here. We can camp farther away, and we won't get in your way."

The man's answer was very skillful and humble, like that of a person who is often persecuted.

And what this guy said, how do you feel that he is Fan Wu, like a big villain?

Like a bandit who bullies men and women?!

The corners of Fan Wu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything more in this regard, he stared at this person and continued, "I just asked you two questions, and you only answered one of my previous questions."

The man said with a bitter face, "Dao Elder, I'm ...... I can't say it! That's taboo! What do I say once I say it...... I'm going to be damned!"

"There are already people in us who are cursed! Someone has already died by a curse!"

"Cursed?" Fan Wu's eyes narrowed.

Seemingly.

His sense of smell was not out of order.

Curses sound like they're either related to strange things, ghosts, or evil ways.

These three, for Fan Wu, are all free attribute points sent to the door!

How can you let it go?

"We people ......" the man was about to say something, but he trembled and did not dare to open his mouth to say more. The lightning flashed in his mind, and he finally had to euphemistically say, "We people have all been cursed, what is the situation...... I want to say, but I can't."

"As I told you, Dao Master, once we say it, the curse on us will kick in. This curse will stay with us for the rest of our lives until the day we die of old age."

"We people couldn't stay there any longer, so we tried to stay away from there. Escape from the curse."

"However, we only found out when we came to Yinghe Mansion......

"It's useless!

"Amitabha!" Monk Zhikong didn't know when he also walked up, he looked around at the people with yellow faces and thin muscles, and then looked at the men with bitter expressions on their faces, Monk Zhikong said, "This donor, you can speak freely. The little monk is a monk of Hanling Temple, the capital of Nanjun County,

It's also a way to exorcise evil spirits from Buddhism."

He took out a Buddhist scripture, handed it to the man, and said, "Donor, just hold this sutra in both hands, and the Buddha will bless you from curses."

"Don't worry, don't worry, this scripture has been opened by a senior monk of Hanling Temple, and it has a certain power to suppress evil spirits."

The man took the scripture in a daze, and the moment he got his hands, he felt that the scripture was like a stove.

It's hard to imagine a book being so hot.

"Really...... Really?" The man asked, "Really...... Can you really suppress the curse?"

"It should be." Zhikong monk Dao.

The man looked back at his fellow countrymen, who were even thinner than him, with sunken cheeks and dull faces.

Then he looked at the monks, Taoist priests, and the rich "Brother Gongzi" in front of him. ….

He gritted his teeth, a flash of determination in his eyes.

Holding the Buddhist scriptures in both hands, he said, "We are from Dong'an Province, Shuize County, Dawu Village. Suzawa County is located on the very edge of Dong'an Province, and the village of Dawu where we live is even more remote."

"It's five days to walk from Yinghe Mansion, and it's day and night. The reason why we fled from Dong'an to Yinghe is because we are dying to survive there!"

"The harvest of the crops we planted in a year is paid to the imperial court after a part of the grain tax...... Originally, it was no problem to mix food and clothing."

"But one day, people from the county government suddenly came to our Dawu Village, and they brought a strange statue of a god. Tell us - this is the land lord invited by Mizusawa County."

"They want us to give the land ......."

That's it.

The man suddenly noticed that the scriptures he was holding in his arms had become extremely hot.

His voice stopped abruptly.

Hurriedly looked down.

I saw that on the edge of that Buddhist scripture, there was a little fire!

"High ...... Monk, this and this...... What's going on?" The man was so frightened that he didn't know whether to throw the book away.

Seeing this, Monk Zhikong's face changed in shock.

"Throw it away!" He said immediately.

After hearing this, the man quickly spread the Buddhist scriptures he was holding in his arms, and the scriptures fell to the ground......

Moment!

Ignite the flames!

The burning scriptures quickly turned to paper ashes, which were shattered by the gentle blow of the wind.

Monk Zhikong looked at the scripture, and he said in a solemn tone, "Amitabha...... This curse, across a full land, has this power? Even if Shuize County is not far from Yinghe Mansion, it shows that this curse is extremely dangerous!"

"What kind of vicious creature could inflict such a vicious curse on innocent people?!"

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